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"Charles!"
"What's happening to him!?"
"He needs his treatment." Hank explained as him and Lyla gently set him on the floor in the mansion. "Lyla, go get it. You know where it is."
"Hank, I can hear them." Charles groaned and he ran after Lyla.
"Hey, hey!" I called out and crouched down in front of him. "Pull yourself together. It's not over yet."
"You don't believe that."
"How do you know?"
"As these go... this comes back. They all come back."
"Look, I'm still here and-"
"You're here for Lyla and I don't have to be a mind reader to know that."
"Raven's still out there. We need your help, Charles. Not like this. I need you. We can't find Raven. Not without your powers." I said once Hank appeared and Lyla slid down the railing.
"I added a little extra because you missed a dose." He said and Lyla rolled her eyes.
Charles grabbed the needle and ultimately hesitated before setting it down which made Lyla ran up and hugged him tight.
"Thank you." I heard her whisper and he nodded shakily.
"Hank, do me a favor. Would you help me to my study, please?" Charles groaned as Hank helped him stand.
"You're improvising, aren't you?" Lyla asked and I nodded. "Desperate times?"
"More like I slipped back for a sec and literally got the slap in the face I needed."
"By who?"
"Not important."
。✯ ＼ ｜ ／✯ 。
"Raven's injured. She won't be moving fast."
"I'm on the phone with Alex. Raven was the one who sent him home from 'Nam. He's home safe but on standby just in case." Lyla announced once she stood next to me, phone in hand. "He's still worried about you, Charles."
"Tell him to piss off and that I'm fine." Charles spat, putting on Cerebro.
"Yeah, you heard the man... I know. He's losing his marbles now that the husband is missing again... It's not my fault this time! I promise! It's the divorce!" She defended, turning back to us. "So... Do I tell him to come help us or to piss off? Because he's got half a mind to steal a car and be here in the next four hours."
"Yes." Hank decided and she nodded.
"You've got three and half hours, Havoc. I suggest you start driving... Yeah, don't worry. I'm the only one with common sense in this room apparently... No, I don't want to meet him! I've told you this since Cuba!" She yelled and hung up. "Some people just can't catch a hint, I swear!"
